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Thank you.

I want to thank
All the people who stayed,
Leaving behind the ones 
Who betrayed,

The ones happy for me,
The ones caring and free,
The ones soft and kind,
The ones that remind
Me of several ways
In which I matter
In their lives and days,

People who don't 
Put me on pedestal
Of right or wrong,
Rather who consider
Me a human,
Made up of
Emotions and songs,
And different versions
Of elementary bonds,

The ones with antennae
For understanding my silence,
Even when I try my best
To deceive,
Saying that I am fine
And then up sleeve,

Looking at them 
Fills me with hope,
Building in me
A belief so dope,
About hearts and souls,
With beautiful moulds,
Adding colors to my life
And filling me with
More and more scope.

Comments

  1. Anonymous20 October 2020 at 18:06

    I can see a rising star in you. Finally! Good to see you back 😊

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